Eliana Bennett sighed blissfully, her body melting under the touch. "This feels amazing. I didn't realize how much I needed it."
Rafael turned his head toward her, his voice laced with tenderness. "You deserve this and more, Eliana. Every day, I think about how I treated you before—cold, distant, pushing you away when all you did was care. I'm sorry. Truly. I want to make it right."
She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze—or what the masseuse thought was his unseeing stare. A d whispered, "Rafael, you said that at the hospital. I forgave you then. But trust... it doesn't come back overnight."
